My mind snapped to wakefulness this morning at 5am.I don’t know why, it just happened.
I tossed and turned and tried to go back to sleep but I couldn’t.
My body was aching and creaking in all sorts of ways from the activities of the past two days.
My left hip was sore, my lower back was grumpy, my feet were tired.
The little bubble in my belly flipped around a couple of times, as if to say, morning mama!
In the end, I got out of bed at 615am and decided to make breakfast.
French toast, it was decided on the spur of the moment.
I came to work and was excited about my tutorial today.
There were chocolate bars that I had wanted to share with the kids.
But only half of them turned up for class, the other half decided to stroll in some 45 minutes later.
They were rushing to complete a project, they explained, but I had none of it.
Threw them out of the room and carried on.
And now, here I am, tired and cranky.
But, as they say, the show must go on.
Lessons to be carried out. Lessons to be planned. Essays to be graded.
The next couple of weeks will be a little tough.
Yannisms 